User blog comment:TheTragedyofE/In the Depths of Marshank/@comment-26879391-20151226174923/@comment-32303-20151226212023

''Keyla's blood began to boil as he watched from a distance.The otter dropped the stone he was carrying, covered the distance separating him and Arrowtail like a lightning flash, and threw himself between them, deliberately shielding the small volemaid with his own body and taking the blows for her. ''"I'll do it for her, sir!" ''Keyla yelled. He reached and began to lift the boulder with effort, managing to stay between the slavedriver and his target. Keyla looked her in the eyes. ''"Arrowtail, I've got it."